What do you love now, that you hated when you were younger?
WEEDING! I hated weeding when I was younger.
When I was 11 Is when my stepmom taught me how to weed the garden. It was the last thing on earth I wanted to be doing. I wanted to be swimming, or hanging out in my room or playing with friends, certainly not weeding my parents garden. Like, why couldn’t they just do it. Huffing and puffing along the way. My mom never gave in though. She made me finish the entire gardens. The gardens seemed to be so big and take so long to do.
Today, however I’m grateful for those days I hated weeding because it taught me how to take care of my own garden when the day came. I do think back to that still when I’m gardening and give a little thoughtful shout out to my parents for teaching me, and the patience to suffer through my pouting and carrying on during those times.
I can also say I’m a little anal when it comes to my garden. It has to have proper placement, colour and low maintenance perennials. Minimal weed growth. When I do have to weed and maintain the grounds, I find it relaxing. I can go into my own world and tell my plants how beautiful they are! Weird? Human touch stimulates plants and talking to them or having music close to them. They feel the vibration from our voices and the music, the energy we give when touching.
So, thanks mom for all those lessons that I thought would ruin my life. 🫶👊
When I sit back on my front porch or backyard deck I look at my gardens and smile because they are beautiful and I’m proud of my hard work and of course lessons learned, not just about weeding but about appreciating and taking care of what you have.
Happy Earthing!
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